Ojai Valley, California for a Tranquil, Healthy Retreat

 The most difficult part of adapting to Ojai, California on a recent trip was pronouncing the name. “Oh-hi,”is the way. After that, I melted like organic free-range butter in this pristine valley town tucked away in the westerly mountains of Ventura County.

Sometimes I love with a place because of the people, other times it is the land itself. For me, the scale was tipped immediately upon rolling into a cushy valley, welcomed overhead by a blue sky, lush trees, humble but meticulously kept houses and mountain views.

An easy drive from either Santa Barbara or Los Angeles, it’s a near perfect getaway, somewhat reasonably priced place to go  to relax in a peaceful, beautiful and boring town.

Let me be clearer, boring is a good thing here. I mean the bored that happens when life is seamless,  the weather is great, your belly is full, plans are set and other people are calmly minding their own business.  The kind of bored that you’ll never be in New York City and could kill for just for the chance to catch your breath.

Little Ojai has actually grown considerably in the last few decades, largely based on its geographical merit and the destination attractions like the Ojai Valley Inn and Spa. There are a ton of spas here, I call it Spa Valley. Such amenities attract those who can afford them.

Along the proud and sleepy promenade, the core of downtown, an obvious white, rich and retired population strolls around leisurely with grand-kids holding melty ice cream cones.

Aside from the retirees, I notice the rest of the population is a mix of the old farm families that cashed in their land, the absentee second home owners that retreat here on occasion, the second and third generations of early Mexican migrant farm workers, and an injected of vein of sophisticated hippies and yuppies who work and sing to Mother Moon.

Compared to Santa Barbara, Ojai is country-eclectic. It’s the right size to support a small community, surprisingly unpretentious given the cost of housing and the overall scarcity of beautiful landscapes that Ojai capitalizes on.

The locals here are truly friendly, but given that the town’s main money-makers are in tourism and real estate, it’s a given to appreciate the exploring tourist. Don’t expect to get to be genuinely embraced by the town- you’ll need to commit to it to gain respect with the locals.

Always happy to find a health-foodie spot, I sat down in the Hip Vegan Cafe. It says a lot to say that this was probably was the hippest place in town. Pale mild mannered people with scarves and yoga pants were chatty.

I asked for a recommendation from the lady behind the counter, who appeared to be extremely comfortable working here. A sign of a good place to work and even better food.

Somehow I learn she was born and raised here in Ojai.

“There was NOTHING here,” she said, “getting the first electric stop sign was a big deal,” she smiles mockingly at her own history. “I left for a long time, but it [Ojai] has a way of bringing me back. – I have a child.” she added.

I nodded as if I understood. “It seems like a great place to raise kids,” I say between munching on seaweed and flax crackers, delicious by the way.

“It is.” She confirmed, then related that she was aiming to move to Hawaii’s Big Island as soon as things worked out.

Trading one paradise for another. This woman, in her confident, easy-going manner had the good life figured out- choose, civilized pristine beautiful places with at least a handful earthy idealists around to keep life interesting, and find work in places where the product is so healthy it may even considerably extend your happy life. Nice. Did Ojai teach her that?

Can I move into your place when you leave? I thought, but didn’t ask.

Truth was, I could already see that Ojai, cozy and beautiful as it is- was still in many ways, the same sleepy town the woman wanted to move away from. Bedtime for stores, along with half its population was around 8pm.

If you want to get the full impression of the valley, take a drive through Ojai, then double back and go around it, hitting up the neighboring towns.

Otherwise, enjoy your tranquil stay, soaking up the sunshine, breathing dry warm air, eating fresh, cared for food wherever you go. The garden outdoor seating at Suzzane’s Cuisine is worth a light meal (a bit overpriced for the value however).

If by any means you are into getting yourself some drinks, for out or at home, save your money and stop by the most jovial store of all, the Ojai Beverage Company with thousands of delightful bottles to buy, along with a classy bar in the back with 20 beers on tap and tapas on demand.

Ojai’s charm is its unassuming culture embedded in all the fixings of a classy resort town. Leisure is indeed alive here, but defined not by pomp and branding, but by a lack of stop lights and surrounding natural beauty.

Gaia Traveler Tips:

  • Make lodging reservations in advance. Don’t expect to be find rooms last minute, especially in the summer season.
  • If you are staying longer than a few days, try different B&Bs or motels in the area. They are all about the same price and have different flavors.
  • Looking for real estate in Ojai? Lucky ducky for you Coldwell Banker has a local office for non-stop shopping. If I were you I’d rent a house first before diving in. Find a complimentary Ojai rental list at the same brokerage.
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A Trip to Joshua Tree – No Mirages, Simply Real

Whenever I hear about someone’s trip to Joshua Tree, California- tiny town in the desert, good things are said about it. Really? A desert town. Huh. Finally I made a quick exploratory trip in late September, a mild mannered month if there ever was one, so I thought.

Actually the fall weather in Joshua Tree is – so hot. You’ll need to drive in your own car or a rental with a stellar air conditioner. There are no easy fights or buses.  The town itself is tucked between familiar dry freeway towns, Yucca Valley to the West and Twentynine Palms to the East, that have all the fixings. That’s where get your groceries, water, sunscreen, etc.

Beyond the border of the freeway lie some of nature’s most austere features- dare you go into the sprawling lands of brush, miles of hot decomposed granite sands, wily wildlife and strange trees. I understand why in some cultures, the Sun was worshiped as a God. It is noticed here.

You can’t miss Joshua Tree’s downtown, a modest stretch of boxy wild west shops, it’s no ghost town and surprisingly void of depression and desperation I personally associated with dusty scorching specs of human life. Oh on the contrary! I step out of the car and feel the roast of the sun frying my thin skin. Shade is near and I settle for food rations at the Crossroads Café and begin flipping through the inky pages of The Sun Runner, the local paper of “the real desert.” I’m lucky to find on the people that live here, “kind and generous folks, civilized but not too civilized.” That makes me look up and smile catching glances of the people around me. Are they visitors like me? Few, not most.

An excited man wearing neutral colors can’t help himself but block the walkway to kneel down at his friends’ table to tell them about the upcoming barn raising in- and that he is getting married.  Before you balk at “barn-raising” look it up- it’s a highly evolved humans effort where everyone wins. Think what you will about marriage.

Although the food is standard and slow moving, the atmosphere tops, I get the idea that people go to catch up with news, meet new people, and get waited on for a change. Does everyone at this rustic eatery, pretty much knows everyone else, and, could it be? – are even fond of each other.

Several vintage women’s clothing shops and the obligatory Native American jewelry and craft store are worth perusing. The only prominent corporate marking in the town was a Papa John’s (which is a franchise- meaning somewhat locally owned) and a Circle K.  Props to that.

The bulletin boards and passersby aid in further interpretation of the local vibe; a combo of hippy artist meets seeker cowboy- both of which could easily kick your ass if you act like one. Whimpy people dry up here.

Onward to the biggest prize of the day, the Joshua Tree National Park. For many it is remembered as the Joshua Tree National Monument but got an upgrade by the Feds to protect the unique land from development. There are two entrances to get on the 26 mile loop. I quickly pass all of downtown and start passing modest houses plopped atop rocks. Most of the homes are lovingly landscaped, only a few lush plants among the desert’s natural selected favorite fauna. There are no lawns frivolusly sucking away such a scare element. This is no Palm Springs. Like the Sun, Water is respected here. Indeed this place is real.

This is the beguiling Joshua Tree.

The ride through Joshua Tree National Park is an awesome scenery filled with towers of rocks and a multitude of Joshua Trees, a bulbous prehistoric looking tree that conjures images of an Earth before humans. I hope to see a giant brontosaurus  around the next corner. Instead I see a shirtless man lounging atop a twenty-story tower of rock. This is a rock climber’s Mecca, along with other trippers who enjoy the rocks and other things found in them. Hiking and camping flourishes in this dry land.

A view of a rock towner within Joshua Tree National Park.

I  enjoy the park for the day, and head back to town, where everything is as calm as I left it hours ago.

In fact, the lack of movement and change, in Joshua Tree is precisely what makes it so charming. There is a contentment among inhabitants and a yielding to nature demanded by the climate.  The trees stay sturdy, the rocks don’t budge and the sun’s rays are constant. Although there may be snow and rain, it will be infrequent, therefore more appreciated.

Movement in this town is reserved for the few cars speeding down the highway, and the few cottontail rabbits, coyotes, and cartoon chipmunks dashing across the road.

The Sun does let up as the day ends with a brilliant Techicolor sunset, painting the easterly hills bright pink, as it the desert makes one grand exit to all it’s inhabitants. The stars are abundant, mirroring the scattered brush on the dry lands. Find a clear patch, throw a blanket down and watch for shooting stars in the warm night. I’ve never seen so many.

I didn't take this but it shows the starry sky looks like in Joshua Tree. Image: evosia/fickr

Joshua Tree real estate is some of the most affordable in California, but compared to other parts of the state, living conditions are harsh, yet as related, still beautiful. I can see why a lot of people want to live out there, if only to retreat for a small time.  The desert, the real desert, I discovered can be as comforting as it is confronting.

 

Gaia Traveler Tips:

  • Pack thick sunglasses and a large brimmed hat.
  • You can see everything in a long day, but 3 days, 2 nights is a better experience.
  • If you are looking to taste local life, drop in for a meal at Crossroads Café on the main road, 29 Palms Hwy.
  • If you want all the health food and green drinks you can handle, stop by the Natural Sisters Café (same Palms Hwy).
  • Get a real taste of the leisurely desert and rent a bungalow with some access to some private land or patio.
  • Get serious and camp out in one of the most unique National Parks, bring your own tent, there be no cabins. Don’t forget water.
  • For reading pack a Steinbeck novel or The Bean Trees.

 

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